I'm sitting here in front of my 24" Intel iMac (gloat, gloat), eating Square Fruit Jelly, thinking of what to type tonight. How long has it been since you've had Square Fruit Jelly, by the way?
Oh wait a minute... it's not Square Fruit Jelly, it's TENTEN Fruit Flavoured Jelly. I'm sure they're the same thing anyway.
I think I'm growing up.
I can see it in the different magazines I pick up now. The old me (before the quarter life crisis) collected GLAMOUR magazine every month without fail. And then Mumsy Bumsy dumped her copy of Harper's Bazaar UK on me.
In the past I'd pick up magazines like Vogue and Bazaar, but I'd pooh-pooh them, saying that they're just full of ads and a waste of money. In fact, they ARE full of ads, but I find now that I'm just as interested in the ads as in the articles. Because the ads show what current fashion trends are. Just like the fashion section of any mag. With better photography.
So today, I was at Czip Lee in Bangsar (only because I'd been uber lucky enough to find a parking spot right in front of it when I was heading to Eon Bank, and thus decided to make the spot worth it by spending some time in Czip Lee. Kiasu? More like, thankful), and I was looking for May's issue of Bazaar UK. Sadly (for me) and shamefully (for them), they didn't have it! They had Bazaar Malaysia, but it was wrapped in plastic and I was afraid it would contain pages of Aunty and Datin fashion. A HUGE NO-NO. So I put it back down (but with the option of picking it up again if I ever saw it without plastic).
I looked around some more and saw Vogue UK. Okay, I thought, I can't go wrong with Vogue. So I bought it. I've so far gone through the first 30 pages and... I prefer Bazaar. Vogue does have awesome pictures, but Bazaar has more interesting articles. Better written as well. Vogue's articles are really really dry - articles that you can't concentrate on or understand if you've not got a stilettoed foot in the fashion world.
I'm growing up. You can tell by my magazine shelf.